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Making some boxes.

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And a funny old something else.

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I wanted to loosen up a bit.

Every so often I have to come back into the house and have a lie down on the sofa.

It could be the weather…


I am sick

Again.

The people who live in this house with me have coughed, and spluttered, and sniffed their germs with abandon throughout this holiday. Now they are up and running and happy and have left me behind in their wake of illness.

I have now pulled every muscle in my abdomen through coughing and am feeling thoroughly sorry for myself.

And, to top it all, P won’t give up working so we can live our lives together without him having to leave the house every day. He says it’s something to do with having to pay the bills, but I’m not sure I believe him.

I think it’s possible that he just doesn’t want my germs, and there I was thinking we would share everything through this journey called marriage.

Well blow everyone. I will be sick, here, alone, with only Sid, my trusty computer, to keep me company, and work on my plan for world domination.

That will teach them.

I’m not too sick to go into the studio you understand. Just too sick to do housework, or anything like that.

Housework is not good for my health anyway, so I wouldn’t want to make myself worse.

So I will leave you with something I am working on.

A little something that Felicity Windthrop has been arranging in her floral studio for the upcoming banquet to celebrate Queen Significanta’s fortieth year on the throne.

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The pot was made especially for the occasion by Charlie Smithfield. Charlie has been making what some might consider to be ‘rather outlandish’ pottery for close on fifty years now in his small studio just outside the city walls, and has recently been knighted for his consistent contribution to the advancement of the arts.


Someone please tell me.

How this can possibly be $4,200?

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(Pete’s Pots – any ideas?)

It’s beautiful, and I was very attracted to it, and I thought to myself –

Myself, this would be a great addition to your pottery collection don’t you think?

But Myself wasn’t sure. So we looked at the price.

Good grief, heavens to betsy, and other expletives not really appropriate here, LOOK AT THE PRICE!

How can anyone justify spending that much money on a piece of pottery?

Maybe I’m just a miserly old goat.

It’s possible.

 


To oblivion and beyond.

As Buzz would say.

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O.K. so he wouldn’t, but he could have, and with a little make up he def could look the spitting image of Tom. No?

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O.K. maybe a lot of make up, but they have the same eyebrows.

Bottom line, it was better than Olympus has Fallen, but we left with more questions than made sense. Half way through it took on a bit of a, what?, theme, but Tom wasn’t so bad to look at I suppose, so all wasn’t that lost. Looking forward to Star Trek and the Great Gatsby now.

Spent yesterday, before the movies, glazing plates. I really am already disappointed with the outcome and they’re not in the kiln yet.

Oh yes, they look alright now.

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But lets just wait and see what 1800 + F does for them.

I’m not holding my breath.

The photos are a bit dull, I’ll try to replace them later with better ones. Off to the farmers market now. I’ve got to get my health back on ;)

 


Hold that short news.

I haven’t abandoned this blog to the Reluctant Caveman. I’m just having trouble juggling the two of them.

Once my 30 days are up, (yes, I’m in prison. All tea privileges are taken away) I will be back in force.

With new lovelies.

Such as this.

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And, this.

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And I will have glorious tales of victory and defeat, and anger and frustration, and joy and …

What ever.

So, hold tight, keep strong, and lets hope this new diet doesn’t take me out completely.

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Just some doodles today.

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This one cracks me up. He looks so frightened.

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I made this one into a rubber stamp. He also looks a little worried.

He’s friends with the banner bird in my title.

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It’s safe to say, we have overload again. So much fun to make all of these things, and so little time to get them all out.

Oh, the bitter-sweet joy of it all.

(I feel a melodramatic moment coming on).

So, what to do today?

I want to plant herbs.

I want to make jewelry.

I want to finish glazing my pots.

AND

I feel a, let’s get on with finishing this quilt then shall we, coming on.

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This is where I left off just after Christmas.

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Due to my MIL visiting.

I took it off the boil and never got back to it.

And, just because I think you need one, here’s a cheerful little Triffid doing the happy dance.

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Happy Friday.

 


Well.

The results are in.

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Now back to the drawing board.

Will I ever know what I want them to look like?

Probably not.


It’s all about me.

FREEDOM!!!!

Yesterday was my first day back in the studio.

MIL flew back to England on Friday and so it was all systems go on Saturday.

Well, that’s a small fib really as I didn’t get out of bed until 11, then we sat around watching West Ham take a thrashing from Sunderland until P left for London at 1. (I don’t know why he tortures himself this way.) Of course then we needed lunch, but, by 3 p.m. it was all systems go.

That’s when I kicked myself that I didn’t get going earlier.

In the pottery room I poured water onto the dried out clay. Did I mention I’ve been hearing the pottery call for a while now? And looked around at the green-ware already made.

At the jewelry bench I took my time. I touched all my tools, bounced in the chair a few times, just to remind it who’s in charge, and then I organized all my bits and pieces into some kind of order.

 Then, just as I sat down to begin a jewelry order, I looked over at the painting corner and got a bit excited at the prospect of getting out my new Christmas paint brushes and what I could do with the new canvasses P bought me, while thinking about my half sewn quilt abandoned due to holiday visitors that only just went home …

I haven’t even told you about the doll’s house.

Good grief. I think I’ve just thought myself to a grinding stop.

I need to stop worrying that I wont be able to fit in all the things I want to do, and just do them.

Man, that Nike girl had the right attitude didn’t she?

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The only way to victory is to just do it.

Oh, and get yourself a pair of wings.

Being sick and also trapped in the MIL corner was a bit of a bummer in the whole boredom area. It meant a lot of internet browsing and spontaneous, poor me, purchases. Don’t tell P. Hopefully they’ll all arrive before he gets back.

To be honest, he just rolls his eyes. As though there’s no hope for me, or him come to that. But, I know that these beautiful things were made just for me. They were just waiting for me to find them.

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I mean, look at it. Don’t you think that was made for me?

I also had to get some more stones.

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Because everyone needs one of these, right?

Or four in my case.

And, now it’s time to get back to finishing a bracelet and, hopefully, start on a pair of interestingly different earrings.

To all of you reading this. Don’t worry about me … I’m perfectly sane really, I just have a bit of a, I’ve got to do everything because it’s too exciting not to, but how the hell am I going to fit it all in, problem.

Happy Sunday Y’all.

(And now I’m a Texan! Will the madness never end … )


Yesterday

I bought a cup.

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Really I wanted a mug, but, as I’m a fussy tea drinker, I wasn’t too sure about them. Now, coffee … I wouldn’t have a problem with. For me, good, strong, coffee, is best drunk from a good, strong (read think edged) mug. Tea needs a different rim thickness. A refined thickness. Not necessarily bone china you understand, in fact, I prefer a stoneware mug, but, it has to have the right feel and I’m not sure these mugs will have it.

But this cup makes me smile and I think I might use it as my water cup when I’m painting with water colours. (Sorry Ron, but, I really needed one of your pieces and I don’t drink coffee).

If you’re a coffee drinker and like to smile when you drink (only not at the same time as that could be messy) go check out his work.

Saying that I’ll probably buy one eventually and make myself drink more coffee.

I didn’t go to my quilt room yesterday as there was a lot of other stuff to do. I have been sorting through my files and transferring the ones I want over to my new laptop. It’s all pretty straightforward but time consuming. I definitely fell into the black hole of the computer world. Then I decided beef and black bean enchiladas were needed. N makes killer chicken enchiladas from a recipe we found on cooking light so when I found the beef one I thought it had a good shot of being as good.

Nope.

The tortillas were soggy and the filling and sauce boring.

Still, I feel it has potential and next time I will change things up a bit. How can the chicken one be so good and the beef so blah?

Look at them, they look so good.

I feel jipped.

So, fajita’s tonight, although now I’m feeling a bit worried.

 I’ll be bummed if they come out as bad.

Next up.

More adventures in quilt land.

And,

a to die for bean soup.


Saturday

Was the art fair.

The weather was perfect.

Which is unusual to say the least. It’s usually hot as hell, even though it’s near the end of October.

Here is my booth.

Every year, well twice a year really, after I pack up from doing this fair I swear I’m going to re vamp my booth for the next time.

Make it look more professional.

Something that looks like I know what I’m doing.

And looks as though I’m serious about doing it.

I did do something different with the earrings but the rest will just have to wait for next time now.

I’m not holding my breath.

Here’s my friend Nicki’s booth. She’s an old pottery friend of mine and it was the first time since we’ve both been doing this show that we were placed next to one another.

Of course, I had to buy some of her bowls …

again.

All said and done I made $1,000 for charity even though it was really, really slow in the morning and I thought I’d never get beyond selling two pairs of earrings.

So, thank you everyone that came out to see me yesterday. And, thank you everyone who bought from me off etsy recently.

Getting rid of my stuff means I can make more :)

Happy times.


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